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my mixed up mind's a blur

and I see you with dead leaves in your hands

don't hide the treasures you've found in a hole in the ground

and realized I loved you in the fall

I just feel this sense of mission

how 'bout the tree back your house where the owls go

and in a dimly lit room where you've got nothing to hide, say your goodbyes

performing on a stool, we've a sight to make you drool: seven virgins and a mule

I've been burning in water and drowning in flame

welcome back, my friends, to the show that never ends

and you won't make a sound, or be nervous around

everything is eclipsed by the shape of destiny

something I found out in this exercise is you are alone

the rain won't wash away the ashes underneath your nails

I got a place where all my dreams are dead